Chapter one. Set up/the Tram massacre

Gemma a plump redheaded girl of twenty four stped out of the tram on to an unusual quite station platform. As she was joseld along by the crowed spilling out of the doors she had time to wounded at why it was so quite. Most days she had to fight her way past an army of bleary eyed people pushing the orther way. Most of them where on their way to work just like she was. But today the station was empty. She did not think of it for long. As her size eight trainer clad feet slapped along on the concrete of the floor she did not even look down to see what might be under them. If she had she might have noticed a few tiny black bugs. Most likely she would have just kept walking and thought nothing more of the bugs if she had noticed them. But these where not bugs. Theses where men and women who until five minuets ago had been the same size as normal humans. What had happened five minuets ago to reduce them to the size of bugs? Not a one of them could say. One second they had been big the next small. There was no flash, no black out nothing. Just a change.

There had been over one hundred people on the platform and it would be pointless to describe how each one of them reacted to finding them self around the size of a ant. There where screams, some people fainted. Some could not work out why they had moved to a huge gray plane. Orthers could work out logical that they must have shrunk even if they could not wrap their head around it as something that could happen. Even before the tram pulled up the newly tiny people started to die of. Some had the bad luck to be standing on drains when they shrunk. Before they could even work out what was going on they had gone from standing to falling thew the air in to dark vile warter deep below them. Needless to say this few where never seen or heard from again. They died with out even knowing where they where drowning while looking up at the daylight high above them.Yet more where stood to close the the rails. As the tram pulled up the air picked them up along with all the orther tiny bits of dirt and they where either batted in to the hard side of the tram or drifted down under it. The ones who where slammed in to the side died on impact but their tiny limp body's where flung around and still ended up under the feet of the morning commuters. The ones who drifted under the tram either died as they feel to the floor or if they did stay alive where picked back up by the wind as the tram moved of and slammed in to the underside of the tram. The first of the tiny ones to die under the well worn pink sole of Gemmas size eight shoe was a girl she had talked to a few times as they both waited on the tram. Her name was Gabby and she was the same age as Gemma. Upuntill she shrunk she had been thinking about whether it would be a good move to give up smoking or if she enjoyed it to much to quit and then....well. Then she was tiny. There was nothing inbetwen. The first thing she tired to do after she got over the shock was to pull out her phone. No luck it was just black.

She knew as soon as the tram pulled up that things where about to get bad. The Tram was full of people heading to the offices and university and the door that lead to them was behind her and the orther tinys. It was barely seven in the morning and the hundreds of people heading of the tram where to busy looking at their phones or morning Coffey to take any notice anything tinny and buggy that might be trying to stay alive on the floor by their feet. As the doors slid open and the giant people began to push out Gabby sank to her knees in fear. What could she even try and do to stay alive? Eatch of the people was bigger than anything she could even copperhead. The ground began to shake as they started to walk. She thought about running but what was the point? She was not going to die like some dumb bug running around. She would most likely just run her was under someone foot anyway. She would kneel here and wait to see what fate had in store for her. As the giant feet began to pass all around she all missed past out. But non of them seamed to be coming close. For a few seconds she began to think she might be OK. She did not see Gemmas face so she had no clue who's foot it was all she knew was that the giant pink and black trainers where going wide of her.

High up above Gemma took a small side ways step to get around someone who had stopped to look at his phone. She did not feel anything odd under the sole of her shoe as her foot came down. Or the step after that or as she walked out of the door. But eatch of those steps ended a life. From the point of view of the tiny girl the giant shoe swung in the air moving over a huge amount of space quicker than a flash. For a split second Gabby could look up at the well worn pink sole. She could see ever details. The worn down treds. The specs of dirt on the sole. What looked like a spiders leg stuck to a small clump of mud. Then the shoe dropped. That was the end of the tiny one. Nothing was left. The weight of the shoe and the woman in belonged to turned her in to less than mush. Eatch bone was powder. Her body was liquid. If the giant women had turned her shoe over at this point she might have noticed if she looked closely a tiny grease stain just under the ball of her foot. But after a few steps that was gone to.

The next two people she crushed had the same fate. A man of fifty who was running away as fast as his tiny legs could move was the victim of her next step. His body was smashed under the heel of her orther foot. A tiny woman stood near the doors who was screaming up at anyone and everyone for help meet her end next. Crushed out of life by the toe of the giant shoe. Gemma was a kind woman. She hardly even crushed bugs. She had no clue that her feet had ended three life's so far that day.

But as for those that did not die under her shoes? Well they did not get away that easy. All most all of them where killed with in a minuet of the tram doors opening. A gaggle of teenagers who tried to get close to eatch orther for safety found them self in the path of a forty something Asian businesswoman . Even though her feet where only size three all of the eight teenagers fitted neatly under the ball of her black leather heel. As her foot lifted back up all that remained of the young people was a faint sticky spot on the sole of her shoe. This would be rubbed of on the carpet of her work latter.

A runner called Dan made it quite far dodging around between the huge office shoes and high heels. He could see the huge black woman stamping his way. Her black flats thudding in to the ground. Tensing his legs he dived to the side at the last second. He yelled out as he stood up. He had made it. The last of the passengers had walked past and he was safe! Joy overwhelmed him for a second before the wheel of the case the woman had been pulling rolled over him turning him to paste.

Over and over the same fate fell from on high for the tiny ones. Office shoes,heels,boots. Some tiny ones died on inpact some had parts of their bodys crushed but stayed alive for a few more seconds until a second foot crashed down on to their tiny bodies. Dave a man of thirty who had been standing near the bench where he had shrunk watched all this from his hiding place under the bench. He could see a young women barely more than a teenager running to the bench diving out of the way of shoes and feet. He could make out all the fear on her face as she got closer and closer skipping out of the way of the giants. Then she was hit. Not crushed just skimmed with a black office shoe. He lost sight of her. As the platform emptied he tired to think what his next move should be. Then he found her again! She was limping but alive. "Over here! Quick run to the bench while its clear!" He yelled to her. Her eyes lit up and she started to run.

Fiona was a forty five year old tram woker. On this morning she had to go up on to the platform and get on the next tram to come along. As she walked down the steps she noticed how quite things where. "Stranger I wounded where everyone is?" The tanned blond said to her self. "Still can't complain I am glad of a quite shift!" She ideally reached down and picked up a few wrapper of the ground near the bench and dropped them in to the bin. "Good its cool today." She muttered noticing a tiny ant running around by the toe of her dirty black work boot. With out even thinking she lifted the toe of the work boot slightly and lowered it down on the bug. It was not a stamp she just taped her toes once. With out even checking if the bug was dead she turned on her toe and began walking back and forth.

Dave could only watch on numbly as the tiny girl looked up and screamed as the thick dirty black rubber sole lowered down on to her slowly. The giant work boot did not even seam to crush. The girl just folded up under it. Blood burst out everywhere as the toe touched the floor. But then as it lifted and walked of. Nothing. Even at his size there was nothing left of the girls life. It had been wiped out by one idle tap of this giant woman's toes. The worst thing was the giant had been bending over. Her face had been closer to the tiny girl than any of the others. In fact her eyes had fixed right on her for a second. But still she had died under the boot sole. "How the hell do I stay alive! She looked at her for gods sake could she not see she was human!" But no he looked like a bug now. And the truth was most people when they noticed a tiny bug would think nothing of crushing it to death. If he was going to stay alive he was going to have to be smart and fast. And above all very very lucky!  

Selene rubbed sleep out of her eyes as she climbed the stars. "Its way to early for this bullshit" She thought to herself. It had taken all she had to climb out of her bed in the student hauls that morning and make it to her nine o'clock class. Selene was a nineteen year old English student.

The best way to describe her look would have to be Goth. Her hair was jet black, long and dreaded. Her skin was pale and her lips and eyes painted dark. Her clothes lived up to her face. She had on a pair of dark black pants,a black hooded top and a pair of mid shin leigh Demnia boots with a four inch thick rubber sole. She threw her bag down on the floor and slumped in to one of the chairs. "Early again ...shit." She kicked her boots up and pulled out her phone.

"Hi your early today!" Said a voice by her elbow. She turned " O Hi Luke." She said before turning back to her phone. Luke was not a bad kid. He was thin and geeky and but he did go out of his way to be helpful. At least to the girls in the class something that Selene and the orthers where not shy to take advantage of. "So did you catch it?" Luke asked sitting down next to her. She flicked her eyes up from her phone. "Did I catch what?"

"The worm silly! Eary bird catched the worm. " He grinned from under his mop of light hair. Selene raised one black eyebrow. "The only bird I want to see at this time of the morning is a chicken. And that's only if I am about to take a bite out of it."

Luke burst out laughing. "Your funny as well as cute! Can I get you a drink or something to eat from the vending machines?"

"Well I don't want anything but I guess if your going to be paying you can get me a coffee and a fresh pack of gum." Selene lowered her face back to her phone as Luke trotted of.

Luke collected the gum first from the machine before walking a few steps to the coffee machine. He checked what change he had on him and muted "Shit!" under his breath. He was out. Not a penny left. "How the hell am I going to keep this charm up if I can't even bring her a drink!" He muttered. He sighed god she was hot if only he could impress her! Then he noticed. A cup of coffee right there on the table! It was still stemming. He bit his lip...It Looked freshly poorerd. He cast a glance around to make sure no one was coming back for the drink before grabbing it and heading on his way. "Got your stuff! Do you want to head in to class or just hang here for a bit?" He asked setting it down on the table. And then....

"You can head in I am just going to stay out here and wait for my friends. Thanks for the drink and gum." Said Selene looking up from her phone. "Where the hell did you go?" Luke was gone but the pack of gum and the stemming drink where on the small table near her knees. "Odd, the little creep normal hangs around for as long as he can do. God maybe the loser found someone else to bug!" She thought reaching for the gum. She unwrapped it and tossed a peace in to her jaws before sliding the pack in to her pocket. She retched for the cup but it still felt to hot to her fingers so she placed it back down. She opened twitter up on her phone and propped her boots up on the table next to the cup. Over the next few minuets her friends started to arrive and she forgot about the drink by her feet. She chatted away as they waited for class to start. "There where so many bugs in the student flats today. God it was so gross." Said another girl.

"I know right!" Said Selene. "I think we need to pick up some bug spray on the way back or something these are £100 shoes I don't want bug guts on them! I crushed a few this morning in the lift with a text book. At least it came in handy for something!" She said laughing. "Do you have any clue where Ruby is?" Asked one of the girls. "Nope" Said Selene "Not seen her today. She must be ill or just skipping haha. Want to go in now"

Even tho it is not part of this story it might interest the reader to know that the girl in question had meet her end that morning as her tiny ant sized body ran down the hall of the student flats screaming for help. I could go in to how her tiny body was crushed flat under the huge platform sole of the Goths boot but then I would have to talk about the orther six people she crushed to death on the way to uni. All died fast. All where crushed to mush under the four inch's of solid rubber. The £100 shoes on Selenes feet had become £100 killing machines body's where pulped and meshed to a paste under the teenagers soles. But we don't need to get in to that...there Is more than one way to kill a tiny as we shall see....."Ah shit nearly forgot my drink!" Said Selene grabbing the all most cold cup as she walked of in to class. She set it down on the fold down shelf on her chair put some books down next to it and got ready for class.

Roy hung on for all he was worth to the polystyrene lip of the whole in the edge of the coffee cup. About ten feet below him was a boiling hot see of black coffee that looked as it it would strip the flesh from his bones if he where to drop in to it. Only a second ago he had poured this drink to take with him to his early class. Then everything had changed. He had no clue how he had shrunk all he had known was that he was falling threw the air. It was only by a mix of quick thinking and pure luck that he had grabbed hold of the lip of the cup before he had plunged all the way in to the boiling liquid below him. Even tho his mind could not wrap around the fact that he was now about the size of an ant there was no way he could denie what was going on. His whole body was dripping in sweat and his arms where burning from trying to pull him self up on to the lid of the cup. "Shit shit shit this can't be real what the hell is going on!" He yelled out. Then the world moved. He screamed like a baby as he was shaken this way and that. Drops of burning liquid splashed up over his legs and feet burning him badly even threw his pants and shoes. Someone has picked the cup up. He thought threw the pain. O god what if they drink me. What if they tip me away god I don't want to die not like this! What the hell is even going on people don't shrink this is just fucking mad. If he had the time to think about it more he might have found it odd how his mind got used to being tiny so fast. But that was how it was for all the tinys. The either apated or they died. Or they adpated and then died. Life is hard for the small and week.

The cup stopped moving. "O thank god!" he yelled. Then everything seamed to drop out from under him. He felt like his was in a lift that had just broken free of its ties and dropped right down the shaft. His sweaty hands where jolted free of the lip of the cup. "Fuuuuccckkkkkkkkkkk....." He splashed in to the liquid below him with a faint plop that was drowned out by the huge voices above him. He had said the newly made drink looked so hot it would boil the flesh of his bones. He had been right. It had cooled down a bit since then but whether this was a good thing or not was up for debate. It burnt. That was the first thing. Every inch of him was drenched and burn. His skin peeled back and bubbled up. He wailed in pain as he bobbed up the the service. Every inch of him hurt. Eatch neve screamed out in pain. He might not be dead but he was in hell.

Luke went the same way. Not in the the liquid but on to the lid of the cup. He bounced once on the plastic and sat up spitting blood from he busted lips. I will spare you what went on in his head...Lets Just say with all tinys its a lot of "O god I am tiny..." And so on. He looked up at the giant figure of Selene towering above him. Her massive voice washed over him. "Where the hell did you go?" He jumped up and down. "I am right here look down. God help me look at me I am right here on your cup! Help my for gods sake!"

"Odd, the little creep normal hangs around for as long as he can do. God maybe the loser found someone else to bug!"Selenes voice boomed. Luke screamed up at her. "For fucks sake just look down here is it so hard! Am I that small!" But that small he was. Hope flashed over him for a second as the giant pale hand reached down but it was crushed in a second as her fingers closer over the gum and lifted back up. He watched as the gum was tossed between her huge teeth. Gulping to him self he tried to think of the pros and cons of staying on the cup. The pro that he could see was that sooner or latter it would be close to her face. That might give him a good shot at getting noticed. The con? Well that he would soon be close to her face and there for those mighty teeth. The hand moved back again but this time the fingers hit the cup. He started as the ground seamed to move under him and found him self tumbling back down on to the cup again. The fingers moved of fast tho, she must not feel like the cup was ready to drink from yet.

He tired to stand up and gather his thoughts. "Well it might be best if I...agggg!" The scream came at the time Selene lifted up her boots and slammed them down on the table right by the cup. Crossed at the ankles they loomed over the cup and the tiny man on the cups lid. The dirty soles towered up height over him. Eatch ridge looked deeper and wider than his whole body. The inpact of the boots on the table top sent a shock wave that knocked him flat once more. The sound of it made his ears ring. The shear power of it was what shocked him. If he had been under those shoes he would be dead right now for sure. "I have to move I can't just stay here and risk death I should jump of and try and make a run for it or something." He said out loud standing up and walking to the side of the cup that was not flanked by the giant boots. As he passed the hole in the lid that would be used for sipping at the drink he could hear a faint screaming coming from below him. "Shit it can't be. Well I guess that explains why the cup was just there with no one around to start of with. God." He turned and started to walk back to the hole. "Hang on what am I doing its not like I can climb in there and help anyone out and if she try's to drink this with me climbing inside then I really am fucked!" He said turning back.

BOOM! A massive copy of War and Peace slammed on to the table by the cup. His knees turned to jelly. If he had jumped of the cup when he was first planning to with out wasting those few seconds by turning back he would have been right under that book when it dropped. As he looked up he could see giant people moving around the table, bags and books crashed down all around him and giant voices thundered high over his head. He put his head in his hands. There was no point trying to make a run for it now. If any of the girls noticed a "bug" On the table it might well be the end of him anyway and even if they did not notice him a stray bag or book would mush him. Yep much better to stay here and yell and jump as Selene lifted the cup to her lips. Yell, jump and pray. Time passed. The girls just sat and talked Selene did not even look down past her boots to the drink on the table. Luke began to pace back and forth. As he passed near the hole he could still hear the faint mones. "Ahh shit." He said bracing himself and bedding down to look in to the hole. Around ten feet below him was the dark black liquid. The walls of the cup where smooth and if he where to fall in there would be no way to climb back up. Right under him looking at the hole was...what? It looked all most like a head and arms bobbing up and down but it was hard to tell it was so badly burnt.

"Help me...." It screamed as its head twitched. "I can't!" He yelled. " Sorry I wish I could but how the hell can I get you out! Look I will get her to notice before she drinks anything or tosses it away I swear but that's all I can do! " As he stood up everything shifted again. "Fuck!" He yelled as the ground seamed to move from under his feet. He tumbled back head first down in to the hole. " He was still screaming as he hit the liquid below him. He fully expected to burn as he hit. But the coffee was all most cold. He sank under the surface the black liquid flooding in to him. The drink was still warm but no wormer than a pool. He spluttered and gasped as he broke the surface taking huge gulps of air. For a few moments the liquid moved in waves sloshing over him and sending him this way and that. Sometimes pulling him under, sometimes slamming him in to the sides of the cup. Then all was still once more. As he swam to the light shining down from the hole in the lid he did not need to be a genius to work out what must have happened. High up above him Selene must have picked up her drink and headed to class. That meant he was on her desk right now. In her morning coffee on her desk. And the liquid around was getting cooler by the second. She would have felt that when she lifted the cup so she knew the cups contents where ripe for drinking...and Right now he was a part of those contents.

Selene took out her note book and pen placing them on the self by her elbow. Reaching out she picked up the Luke warm coffee and raised it to her black painted lips. She took a long gulp of it before lowering it back down as she reacted out and signed her name on the sheet. She lifted it up again and took two longer gulps before setting it down about half empty now but keeping her fingers on it. She hated cold coffee but she was dammed if she was going to waste a free cup. She got caught up in chatting to her friends for a few minuets and then as class started to reached down and picked up the cup. She drank most of it in three long gulps before rolling it around between her hand for around a minuets. With a small sigh she shook the cup hearing the last dregs slosh around and set it down on her desk again. The rest of the class went by with out any incident. Apart from the fact that it seamed half the class where not there.About an hour in there was a brake. She stood up stretched, bent to pick up her cup and walked to the door. Spitting her chewed up gum out in one hand she mashed it down on the lid of the cup before chucking the lot in to the bin on her way out of the classroom door.

Luke tried to hold back the screams as the burnt body of the man or women who had poured the coffee to start with bobbed up next to him. The burnt lips where still trying to call for help. He called out " We can get out of here! I don't know how but we can. If we just sit around in here with out doing anything we will die for sure." As the cup lifted up again Luke retched out and clung to the orther man. "Stay with me keep your head up!" The cup tilted and Luke found him self slammed in to the lid thick black coffee washing over him.Legs kicking and arms flailing Luke grabbed at anything he could find. As he trashed about he lost contact with the orther tiny in the cup and found him self batted against the plastic lid of the giant cup. As the dark liquid poured away he remained pined to the Plastic of the lid. As the cup was set back down he face planed straight down when he looked around he could not longer see the orther tiny he had been sharing the cup with. Like as not he or she had been slurped up with the drink.

He had no clue who he kept himself alive for the rest of the class. It went on and on. The routine of treading Coffey to keep him self from drowning just waiting in the darkness knowing what was to come. And then it would come. The huge hand would lift the cup high up in to the sky and drain the liquid from around him. And he would fight for his life. Clinging to the plastic lip or digging his hands in to the wall of the cup. Time after time he made it until he was just standing in dregs up to his knees. The last time had been close and he had be sliding down out of the whole his feet touching her black lips. Then he was sure he was about to die but no. She had taken her lips away and set the cup down. He had crashed back down to the floor screaming out in pain but thanking god at the same time. As he lay there most of his body burnt, his ribs feeling as if they had been smashed with a hammer and his spirit crushed he began to think. Maybe just maybe now that the drinking was over there was a way out of this. A plan began to take shape in his mind. It might not work but the more he thought about it the more he could see it was his only chance. There was no way he could climb out of the cup now it was just to high. There was a slim chance that if he had time he could dig his way out threw the wall but even if he did what would he look like now crawling around on a desk? His skin was stained black by the Coffey he would look like a half dead ant to be crushed or flicked away. No getting free when Selene was right there was pointless. But if he waited till she threw the cup away. It might sound odd but in a way it was perfect. Yes he would be in the bin but so what. He could scale the walls of the cup he knew he could. Not know when it might be picked up at anytime but when it was in the bin and still then he could. And it might even land on its side so he would not have to climb. Then he could scale the rubbish and get out on to the compute desk by the bin. If he waited till the class room was free then he could make his move. That was the great thing about the computers they where always left on. He would just have to jump on the power button to start it then he could type away a note asking who ever it was to pick him up and help him!

Of course there where a lot of ways it could go wrong. She might crush the cup in her hand before throwing it away...No! He stopped himself he was not going to die in some old cup. His world shook as he was thrown to the floor again. He thought she was drinking but it seamed she had just been moving the cup in her hand. He waited looking up at the whole in the lid. He could see quite a bit out of it now. Her face high above slightly plump framed by dark hair.Then she moved. Standing up. This was it! Brake time. Time to be free. He hand snatched up the cup and he fell back on to his back. It was hard to see anything until she stopped to open the door. The cup moved. "Yes do it! Drop me in the bin you big bitch I dare you! Make my day!" Joy coursed threw him. Yes it would be hard but here it was the first step. He took one last look up at her pretty face...and sore her lips part. Her fingers retch up and take out..Gum! "No god no!" He screed as the fingers lowered the spit drenched gum filling more and more of his view. "You can't do that no for gods sake don't!" he scrmed as her fingers meshed the gum down over the lid...and Over the hole. It was filed in totally darkness flooding the cup. The fingers let go and he was sent crashing in to the depth of the bin. His one hope of being free blocked by used up gum. All he could do now was sit and cry waiting for death.

Even after Selene found out about the shrinking on the news she did not think about Luke. Well that not true she did think he might have been crushed under the foot of some classmate but not even once did it cross her mind he might have been in her cup. Witch is a pity as it took him three days to die in the bottom of the bin and if at any time she had thought to check the cup she could have saved his life. As it was she did not check and like all most everyone in this new world she had to come to terms with the fact that she could be killing people with eatch step. Not easy but when its a fact of life you have to deal with it or go mad. It was all most scarier how fast most people did learn to deal with it....

"God help me" Muttered Ted as he cowered in the dust under the sofa. He knew if he was ever going to get out of this alive then he would have to try and get on of the giant girls to notice him. That was unless he wanted to spend the rest of his life hiding under the sofa in their student flat eating crumbs and dodging the giant dustballs five times his size that where kicked up eatch time one of them walked past. As a repair man for the student flats he had been in here a few times over the years. He had never thought of the girls as friends or anything like that but they always had a chat to him and made him a drink when ever he came around to do a job. Despite being forty and single he had always treated the girls with respect and he was sure if they knew he had shrunk midway threw fixing the light fitting in the hall they would help him. He could see it now in his minds eye. Their cute faces looking down at him with pity and shock, the safe feeling he would get knowing they where looking out for him. The joy of getting to a DRs!

But not if he did not leave this sofa. Why he had not left up to now he had no clue. He had walked in to the main room of the flat to look for the girls to tell them he would have to nip out and get something from his van and then he had shrunk. No build up or anything just shrunk. It had been a good half an hour before the girls came back in looking for him. In that time his blind panic had given way to clear thinking. He had to get the girls to notice him. It was that simple if he was not noticed he could not be helped. But as soon as the girls had walked in he had run for it. Diving under the sofa as the booming of their sock clad feet echoed around him.

Lets step out of Teds view for a second and take a look at the girl he is now hiding from. Both where twenty and both where studding physiology at university. Hanna was mixed race half Pakistani and half English. She had dark skin and long flowing black hair that fell past her shoulders, her eyes wide and brown. She stood was around five foot five with thin shapely legs and a slim fit buid. She was dressed in a dark top and skinny black figure hugging jeans. Her size five and half UK feet where clad in a pair of slightly musty grey boot socks. Showing a thin line of skin between the end of the sock and the start of her pants leg. It was lucky for Ted that he did run as Hanna was so busy talking she did not look at the floor once on her way to the sofa and if he had not run he would have found him self crushed to death just another bit of dirt under the sole of this young woman's dirty sock. He may have run out of some deep instinct but most likely he ran because he was just scared. And he had everytight to be Hanna would not even have noticed his tiny body popping under the fabric of her dirty sock. Running under the sofa had been a smart move. If he had run to the orther side he would have found him self in the path of Daisy's giant footfalls. Daisy was white with long flowing blond hair and a strong tan. She had a models body, large chest, slim waist and strong legs. She was five foot seven tall and was dressed in a green top tight jeans and black VANs. If Ted have dived left instead of right he would have wound up being pulped under the huge size seven shoe. The hard rubber sole would have had no give at all for someone as tiny as him. He may have wound up inbetwen the treds if he was lucky. But then again if he was lucky he would not be in this mess to start with.

He had cowered in fear panting for breath as he scaambeld under the sofa. There was a thundering crash from high above and and dust crashed down all around and on top of him. Hanna had taken her seat. A second crash rang out and more dust poured down upon him as Daisy to sat down up above him. He turned and looked back Hanna`s feet where about twenty feet ( by his new scale) away from him. Even that far away he could smell her socks. To normal sized people they smell might be so faint it would not even be noticed. The air the two girls where drawing in to their noses was hundreds if not thousands of feet above the socks. But his air came from their foot level. Meaning every breath he took was now tainted with the smell of Hannas manky socks. He gagged slightly and backed away from the feet. He sat down in the dust under the sofa witch looked as if it had not been cleaned for a very long time if at all. In a way he was glad about this the idear that one of the girls might take it upon themselves to vacuum with him this small among the dirt was scary. As time passed he began to try and make out what the girls where saying. It was not that he could not hear the voices in fact it was the opposite. They where so loud and booming that they seamed to thunder down on him and threw him. Making him sake. His ears where ringing and his head felt as if it where in a vice due to the shear power of the two girls voices.

But as time went on he started to be able to pick up on what was being said. "SO WHERE DO YOU THINK HE WENT ANYWAY? ITS LIKE WHO JUST LEAVES WITH OUT SAYING ANYTHING?" asked Hanna. "O MY GOD I KNOW RIGHT! AND ITS LIKE HE DID NOT EVEN DO THE JOB AND GO HE JUST LEFT. LIKE OK THANKS I GUESS WE CAN TAKE IT FROM HERE MR.!" Said Daisy. The two giantesses laughed to themselves the sound all most deafening Ted far below them. "GOD WHAT A ABSOLUTE DICK. ANYWAY IF HE COMES BACK HE CAN FIX IT AND IF NOT I THINK I KNOW SOMEONE THAT MIGHT BE ABLE TO DO IT FOR US SO DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. ANYWAY DO YOU FANCY GOING OUT TONIGHT OR DO YOU WANT TO TRY AND DO SOME OF THAT WORK? ITS GOT TO BE IN FOR NEXT WEEK RIGHT? Hanna said. "I THINK IT DOSE BUT LIKE WE CAN DO IT CLOSER THE TIME NO POINT STRESSING OUT OVER THAT SHIT NOW. ANYWAY THAT CLASS IS SO DULL ITS LIKE I DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT PASSING IT LIKE WHAT'S THE POINT." Daisy said. "YOUR RIGHT THERE. BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY SO UNTIL OUR GRANTS COME IN I DON'T THINK WE ARE GOING ANYWARE. GOT A FEW DRINKS IN THOUGH WE COULD HAVE A NIGHT IN JUST WATCH SOME FILM'S MAYBE INVITE SOME OF THE GIRLS OVER?" Hanna asked her friend. "SOUNDS GOOD TO ME! LETS TRY AND DO A BIT OF THIS FUCKING STUPID WORK AND THEN WE CAN JUST CHILL TONIGHT AND HAVE THE WEEKEND. BY THE WAY DID I TELL YOU ABOUT LAST FRIDAY WHEN I WAS OUT WITH GEM? O GOSH SHE GOT SO WASTED OK RIGHT I HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS. WELL RIGHT YOU KNOW HOW WHEN WE WHERE AT SCHOOL WE USED TO..."

And so it went for hours. The work the girls where talking about never happened they just sat there high up above Ted talking about nothing. About drinking, about shoes, about work, about people at uni and just about anything for hours. Eatch word was so loud and booming that it felt like a hammer blow to Teds head. He curled up on the floor with his hands over his ears. "Stop will you stop talking I am begging you! Its to loud to loud!" He screamed out but he could not even hear his own voice over the chatter of the giants up above him. Every now and then one of them would shift on the sofa sending more dust down on to him. In his eyes and chocking him. Just by moving their thigh or ass slightly above him they could send him in to a coughing fit that would last ten minuets. By the time it had past one of them would move again and it would start up anew. This went on for hours. The voices, the dust. Hell under the sofa of two cute girls. At last he heard them get up. Hanna was going to pick some films and get some booze out of the kitchen and Daisy was of to pick up a take away. That was where we found his at the start of this chapter. Hiding under the sofa trying to wipe the blood from his ears knowing this was his last real chance. Hannas gray socks would be back soon and if he did not get her to notice him now it would be dark. And he would blend in to the floor at her feet. "This is it. She comes back in I wait for her to sit and I run up and try and get her to look down at her foot. If I jump up and down and wave my arms she might noticed me before she stamps on me." Might...that was the thing...she might noticed he was a man before she lifed up the dirty sock and stamped the life out of him.

The thunderous stamp of her feet signaled her return. As her feet lifted up and slammed back in to the floor they bore down with such power and weight that they sent shock waves along the hardwood floor that made his teeth and bones shake. He could hardly keep his footing when Hanna was walking. To a normal sized man the sound of her feet hitting the floor would have been hard to hear but at his new size it sounded like two mountains smashing together. He watched as she paced around the room putting things down before draging a small table over to the sofa. She stood still by the table no dout placing the drinks on it in readiness for Daisy's return with the food. This was it. Now or never the feet where still only a few feet away from him. This might be his last chance to get her to noticed him. He ran out trying his best not to faint with the fear. As he got closer to her foot the smell got stronger and stronger. The heat of her foot was over whelming it was like walking up to a bonfire. It was not until he stood by her toes that the came to see how small he really was. He could make out the faint outline of her big toe nail pressing up against the fabric of the sock. But it was high above him. By standing on tip-toe he could just about retch the level of her toenail. "Hanna look down here for gods sake look down by your foot!" He shouted out slamming his fists in to the dirty fabric of her gray sock. It was no good. In fact he felt as if it was just hurting his hands he might as well be punching a redwood tree. All he managed to do was knock lose fleck of dirt and grime from the toe of her sock. He gagged on this as she sipped on a beer high up above him. For all his hard work she felt nothing. If she had been with out socks she may of felt a tiny something on the base of her big toe but it was lucky in a way for him she did not. As she would most likely just have rubbed her toe along the ground witch far from being of help to Ted would have ended up with him in a blood mess on the under side of her big toe.

Hanna had a quick drink of her beer as she watched the DVD player lode. "I can't wait till that grant comes threw." She thought to herself. "It will be good to go out a bit more. But it should be fun tonight just take away and films" She turned on her toes and took half a step forward retching down and pumping up the cushions on the sofa. She turned and walked back out of the room hooking of her socks and dropping them in to the clothes hamper. The door swung open and Daisy walked in with the food. "Hay foods here." She called in. The two of them chattered for a bit as they plated up the food. "You know that van is still outside." Said Daisy. "Van? What van?" Asked Hanna. "The one that handyman came in today. I don't know where he got to but where ever it is he did not drive there." Daisy replied. "O god can you imagine if he was one of them freaks that hides in the walls or something like just looking out of a peep hole!" Hanna said. "O gosh don't even do that you will scare me!" Daisy giggled. "Watch out next time you got to the bathroom!" Hanna teased. "Ooo shut up! haha. Anyway at least he is not here getting under our feet. Now lets go eat!" The two girls walked back in and sat down on the sofa. Daisy toed of her VANs to let her feet get some air as Hanna pressed play on the DVD. They spent most of the night like this eating and drinking watching films. By the time they where ready to go to bed at all most three in the morning they where to tired and drunk to care about cleaning up the mess of half eaten food, beer bottles and take away wrappings on the table and at the floor by their feet. They just staggered off in to their bedrooms and passed out. They did not think about the van or the man in it again that day. By this time the next day the news and social media would be full of the shrinking viruses but at this time hardly anyone knew about it and the girls never would have ever thought to check under they old sofa for the handyman. But under the sofa he was. Beaten, blood and half dead all from a light brush of Hannas toe.

As she had turned on her toes the big grey shape of her sock clad big toe had smashed in to him with something akin to the power of a train. He had been picked up and half rolled underneath it his head bouncing of the ground as the flesh rolled over him. He was draged around on the underside of her big toe as she turned around. The only thing that saved his life was that her toe was not flat on the ground. It was turning and pressing down on top of him but there was still a gap if she had flecked her toes at all he would had died. As she took a half step to the sofa he was smacked by her toe and sent rolling along the floor back under the sofa. His bones where broken and he was sure he must be dieing. But he did not die. In fact he just lay there in pain for the rest of the night. He heard the twin booms of Daisy VANS hitting the floor and shortly after the flow sticky stench of her sweaty toes invaded his nose. There was nothing he could do he was to broken to move out of the range of the smell. As he lay there the booming sound of the TV and the girls drunk laughter hammering down on him from high above his whole body a mess of pain the scent of the girls take away seamed to mock him. The sweat sense all most overwhelmed by the stink of both girls barefeet was still strong. As he differed in and out of darkness all he could think of was food. "If I could only eat. Just a crumb I know I have to die I can't live like this but if I could only eat before I go." He turned his head. His neck feeling as if it might snap as he did so. Daisy huge tan soles wiggled and flexed. They where black with dirt and dripping in sweat. This seamed to go on for ever. It was like it would never end. He was sure he would die from blood loss under the sofa of these two girls as they drank and enjoyed themselves high above him. But as everything must do at some time it did end. They moved away and he could here the thumping of their gigantic feet crashing away across the room. The light was flicked out and he was plunged in to near total darkness under the sofa. The scent of sweaty young feet still lingered in the air but flowing above that was a smell that was akin to haven to him. Warm, greasy Chinese food.

As his eyes grew used to the dark he could see where Hanna and Daisy had left their plates. Both where on the floor just between the table and the sofa. Well with in his reach even in his hurt state. If he could crawl to them he coule eat and then he would have a much greater chance of staying alive until he could get one of the girls to notice him. But to get to the food meant going out side. Out to the cold hard floor. Out to ware Daisy huge dirty sweaty soles could crush and stamp him in to a thin film of bloody mess. Or where Hanna could loom over him at any second and drop her foot down to mash him like so meany ants that had come before. But surely it was safe to head out now? Both the girls where clearly drunk and had most likely passed out in bed and would not be up until late the next day. They would not notice a few missing grains of rice. Maybe he could even find a way or drawing or writing an SOS note. It was a long shot but it would never work if he hid under the massive sofa all night and all day. He was being silly despite his size there was no risk of being crushed under someone foot at this time of night. Still he waited all most an hour before he started to crawl threw the dust. In the end the pull of the food was to strong. He staggered out of the sofa, the floor here was still damp from where Daisy had rested her huge sweaty soles. He winced as the felt the left over foot sweat absorbed in to his shoes like walking threw a bog. He approached the rim of Daisy plate and as he did so all his worries and fears melted away. There it was, a pile of left over. Rice, chips, curry all there for him! A mountain of food! And all his if he could take it! And take it he did. It was hard to climb on to the plate and he had to take a running jump and then pull him self up. He tired this five times before it worked and even when it did he slid and fell face first in to a pile of curry. Wiping it from his face he could only wonder if this was what bugs went threw eatch and every day. He felt bad now looking back on all the ants he had smashed for scurrying around his food in the past. Gorging him self on cold chips and curry left over by a drunk university age girl would normally have been humiliating beyond belief for him but after the day he had had it felt amazing. It was funny how all most dieing under the sock clad foot of someone all most half your age could change how you looked at the world and your place in it.

"Ok good run but best not push it, time to head back to the sofa now." He said to himself jumping down from the plate. But when he was half way there he noticed something. A beer bottle. On its side and inside a good two inches of beer. Hanna had let it lay where it fell as she staggered of to bed and now there it was. Just calling out to him. Why the hell not? They would not be up for hours. Why not risk it. His look had held so far and there had not been a sound from the two giantesses for hours. A good drink of beer was a must after curry and chips anyway. He might be the size of a bug but he still had a mans values. His eyes lit up as he started to walk to the open bottle. " Ok this dose not have to be so bad after all." he said as he neared the open neck. His steps felt heavy and he sopped for a second and looked down. "Shit" he said out loud. The beer had spilt out on to the floor near to the bottle and with eatch step it became harder and harder to move across the sticky floor. "Ok this is to risky I need to head back." He tired to lift his foot but it was half stuck to the floor. "Shit!" He tugged and all of a sunden it came lose. The shock of it knocked him flat on his ass. " You have got to be kidding me now!" he yelled trying to stand back up. But it was no good. His legs and ass and one hand where stuck fast to the floor. He was like a fly on fly paper. "Noo this is not fair!" he screamed. It might not have been fair but it was true. He was now stuck. Stuck fast to the floor of the giant girls. Unable to move should he find himself in the path of their huge crushing feet. This was how he spent the night. Crying, screaming, trying to free himself and knowing full well what was coming in the morning. But the morning came and went. The giantesses did not come with the first light of dawn but come they did in the end. Around lunch time both girls walked in to the room.

"God my head is banging how much did we even drink?" Said Hanna.

"I know right? So much for a quite night in." Replied Daisy. "Have you seen this shit on twitter about people shrinking? Like is this a prank or not I am so confused right now."

"I have no clue. Like it looks fake I mean #tinypeople, its like some April fools bullshit but still its on the BBC and Sky? Like maybe it is true!"

"Hhaha ahh man we need to watch our step if we got out then! "

"Its just mental right? Like but if you shrunk its kind of your own fault if you get stamped on. I am big your are small watch move your dumb ass out the way if you see my big feet coming to you!" Said Hanna.

"Hahha true true. Like did you not see the huge foot coming to stamp on you dickhead hahah." Chimed in Daisy dropping down on to the sofa. Hanna joined her.

"Ahh god gross I got beer all over my foot. Got a tissue? Thanks. Anyway put the news on lets find out what's going on with these so called shrinking people." Said Hanna wiping the accumulated dirty and sticky beer of the sole of her foot. Unknown to her she also wiped of Teds crushed body.

He had seen the huge feet coming to stamp on him. As soon as the girls entered the room he knew they would be heading for the sofa. Daisy had stepd clean over him and he had looked up at the huge dirty sole as it passed over head. But as soon as Hanans foot was in the air he knew it was not passing over. It was falling down on him. The heel of the huge Pakistani was falling on him. It was round not plump but full. Slightly hard from walking in boots and heels most days. The smooth dark skin came closer and closer as she stped down with out any thought even now for what might be in the path of her feet. He only had time to wimpier and lose control of his bowls before the foot hit. He was smashed in to nothing. His tiny crushed body could not even been seen on the heel of her foot. He was wiped of with the rest of the filth from this hung-over girls sole. A tiny bit of nothing that she would never even give a second thought to. His body inploding under her heel had not even been felt by the giantess above. It was less to her than stepping on a grain of rice.